The Cold Shoulder Treatment

"After all, you don't look like someone strong. And you definitely don't look like a good guy."

The young girl pouted and gave Ling Xian the cold shoulder.

The cold shoulder?

Ling Xian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Ever since he began cultivation, he has been laughed at and been ignored but never been disliked like this.

Yet now, this girl was looking at him like she didn't want to associate herself with him. This made him speechless. What she had said made clouds appear above his head.

Don't look like someone strong?

Don't look like a good guy?

So he didn't look strong, butwhy didn't he look like the good guy?

However, with his mentality, he wasn't going to be mad at such a young girl.

"Tell me, why don't I seem like a strong person?" Ling Xian softly smiled and wanted to hear how she judged him.

"What kind of powerhouse would be so bored he'd climb this stairway?"